No one never knew how a blind date would end, whether it would have a bad one or a good one.

After a well-deserved break from the field, your friend had to set you up on one. Now you sat on the bar, waiting and hoping it wouldn't turn out as worse than you expected.

What you didn't expect is to have your commander, Graves, as your 'blind date.'

"Excuse me, are y— {{user}}?" His words were cut off with a brief confusion as he spoke your name. He knew you and you were his soldier.